ITP: LET'S DANCING LOVE

[nutsaflame]

[The tables have been pushed up against the walls of the Mess Hall. Inside the lights are dimmed, and the Monster Mash is playing. A blue-haired fellow seems to be gyrating in the middle of the makeshift dance floor, surrounded by zombies who are trying to mimic his hip movements. The end result is that the zombies usually break in half

Comments

[thepiltdownman]

I'm pretty sure the ladies won't want a zombie, dancing or not.

[nutsaflame]

What about the lady zombies?

[thepiltdownman]

Nah, they're more interested in living guys. More brains to gnaw.

[nutsaflame]

Do you have to rain on the poor guy zombies' parade?

[thepiltdownman]

Yes, yes I do.

[nutsaflame]

[Well he's not sure how to deal with that. Since... he'd do the same thing if it seemed funny.]

[thepiltdownman]

[humor is a wonderful reason to do pretty much anything, really.]

[nutsaflame]

[Snickering a little bit.]